Road Trip Blues
The piano slid again when I hit the brakes, and this time it hit the wheel well hard enough that the whole van rocked.
Tangent of Lark
Writing from England, usually late at night with tea or coffee depending on the hour. I mostly write in BDSM and Anal, especially stories built around wrong place, right time and people who work as writers or similar real-world trades. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Tangent of Lark
The North Watch
The duffel was heavier than it needed to be, and that was my own fault.
The Wrong Knife
The lemonade was bad.